A small piece. Small is good for conveying quiet. Like the title implies, it's about those whispers after dark, usually after too many glasses of wine, that you share with someone you love or might want to love. It's about eloquent pauses between your confessions, spaces sometimes filled by the distant hum of outside night noises. It's about those sacred truths laid bare in the cover of darkness and the touches that accompany them. Breath, flesh, bone, and maybe some muffled laughter or even tears.